What Love Left Behind ?

I wrote my book with blood still on the wound.
Not all stories of love end in healing. Some end in silence. Some never end at all—they just echo in different hearts, under different names, in lives we never fully live because we’re still carrying ghosts. The Fives’ Oath may be fantasy, but every chapter I wrote was a love letter to pain — the kind that teaches, scars, and sometimes saves. Behind the battles and bloodlines is a story about longing. About betrayal. About the kind of love that leaves a hole no crown, no revenge, no power can ever fill. And I want to know your story too. What has love left behind in you?
A text never sent?
A version of yourself you miss?
A lesson that came too late? If my book made something stir in you — if it hurt, healed, or reminded you of someone you once were — I invite you to write it down. Just a few words, a memory, a truth.